Dream Song 16

77 Dream Songs (1964)

Henry’s pelt was put on sundry wallswhere it did much resemble Henry andthem persons was delighted.Especially his long & glowing tailby all them was admired, and visitors.They whistled: This is it!

Golden, whilst your frozen daiquiriswhir at midnight, gleams on you his fur& silky & black.Mission accomplished, pal.My molten yellow & moonless bag,drained, hangs at rest.

Collect in the cold depths barracuda. Ay,in Sealdah Station some possessionlesschildren survive to die.The Chinese communes hum. Two daiquiriswithdrew into a corner of the gorgeous roomand one told the other a lie.